Wednesday, 2 November 2016

United Kingdom 2017 - The UKR - Playstation Generation

Remember these boys?
A couple of years back, the Surrey-based United Kingdom Of Rock
hammered anyone who’d listen with their self-titled slab of pure
old school English heavy metal. They got in their local papers, the
Eurovision press, and on the desk of one Mr Guy Freeman (of this
parish), who reckoned that Europe wasn’t ready for their
Brit-centric list of classic rock references.And now
they’re back – and with a bang! This barnstorming pub rock pean
to a youth distracted by technology features enough trade names to
give a Eurovision fan forum basher an apoplectic fit of confused
rage, and enough solid fuel riffs to have them reaching for their two
page reference guide to guitars in Eurovision (Wig Wam? Not glam
enough. Kabat? Not ugly enough. Lordi? Erm…?).Of course it’s
terrible, but terrible in that way we truly Brits enjoy. Carry On Up
The Rock Club, with jackets sleeves rolled up and middle-aged men
having the time of their lives. They’ve entered it in through the
OGAE route, which means that it’ll be universally binned by the
guitar-loathing glitterati, but that’s a shame. Because these boys,
however awkward and old fashioned, would tear up that national final
stage a treat. Surely there’s a slot for this kind of thing among
the expected frocky ballads and mid tempo boy pop stompers?And
be warned, these boys never go down without a fight, so expect to see
them crop up in publications big and small – from Wiwi Blogs to the
Leatherhead Advertiser – across the next couple of months, gawd
bless ’em and love ’em.

What's this blog for?

Every year, the Eurovision Song Contest chucks up some amazing songs, but only a tiny few ever make it through to the televised final stages. For the couple of dozen that make it to Eurovision proper, there are hundreds that fall by the wayside in the semi-finals and local qualification tournaments. And very often that is where the true gems are to be found.

So Eurovision Apocalypse is here to dredge the best (and occasionally worst) of them out of the musical nether regions, as well as some of the other greatest oddities the contest has thrown up over the last fifty-odd years.